Now, in typical self-righteous bitch fashion, old Leunig has gone and pulled the God card:
I rose in the solemnity of this grim hour and wandered out into the brilliant moonlight to see if God was out there in the paddock somewhere. Yes, God is there.
I wandered back inside and in a reckless moment I opened the laptop lying on the kitchen table and went to the Iranian website. Lo and behold, the cartoon and the fake words were gone and God came in from the paddock and placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
Poor pathetic Leunig. He's the victim of a malicious conspiracy, ya know. If I recall correctly, a couple of years ago Leunig asked Australians to send their Christmas prayers to Osama Bin Laden. Now it would appear Leunig needs all the prayers he can muster.
Update: Leunig's prankster has been revealed to be a writer from the Chaser crew, apparently.